As he tried to avert his eyes, he knew he couldn’t until he had seen what he wanted to see.Bob knew he should leave soon or he would be late for his... next job, but he couldn’t possibly move yet as he felt sure the size of his erection would impede his ability to walk.Just when Bob thought he couldn’t take anymore, Frankie’s phone rang and as she answered it her head went back as animatedly she spoke into it, laughing with whoever was on the other end, her hands playing with her hair she chatted. Its not that Kathryn and I are very religious. After all we were having sex before we were married. Not something most religions would openly approve. We have always celebrated Christmas although we never followed a religion. While Sam and I wash her hands I ask, Sam did your grandmother or parents follow any religion? Sam shakes her head no and says, My grandma said there wasnt a God, to let her daughter die on the same day her son-in-law did. Mom and Dad were gone a lot and I remember lots of. " She sipped her wine again and glanced at me over the glass. Again with the tongue. I shuffled, desperately wanting to adjust the growing bulge in my trousers. It was agony. If I got any bigger I'd explode. At a table nearby, a pink-cheeked couple held hands over a bunch of carnations."Sorry, I didn't think to buy flowers." "I'm allergic." She laughed. "Anyway, a tenner says she wishes he bought roses." I chuckled. "Poor bastard thinks he's getting lucky." "Not unless he's got a box of. I started talking to the guy next to me. He was nice enough. I don’t know how but Matt’s name came up and I don’t know if it was the alcohol or just my pure unadulterated hatred for him, but I blurted out: “Oh my god. That kid is an asshole! What a fucking douche.” To which the guy I was chatting with responded, “Oh? We went to high school together…he’s one of my best friends.”I turned bright red.I decided to head up stairs to check out the second floor of the house when who do I see but Matt.